Plato’s Soulmates

You were the one who told me of creatures
Split in two for being too powerful.
You were the one who conjured me seer,
And filled my recognition overfull.

But in the moment you scorned the story,
Highlighting what Plato said that denied
The magnificence of this love-majesty.
Yet it returned to me in love revived.

As we two met in the moonlit star night,
I recognized your soul and my own twain,
Tangled and wrapped in darkness’ self sight
You came to mine, and you loosed my chain.

Each word emitted, now embraces my soul,
For time decreed that you and I must go

Away, and for this time I sometimes mourn,
Though I wish to wish only what is here.
But what twisted between us and was born
Became in me a new sight, made me hear.

So you have melted into what I live now,
Tangling into webs the blackened trees
You’ve never seen, so tell me just quite how
Your breath is what into my soul life breathes.

Fear comes with this life I find solely in you,
For somehow, I find life in Him as well,
But I hope, and ask if all we are is true,
Or if our eternal song has passed its swell.

 

A Slow Cure

A little girl cried out, “Does none love me?”
And gazed out the panes in certain despair,
Her curtained heart barred her eyes that would see,
And she faded into imagined worlds so fair.

While the rain passed by singing…

Chorus:
Hey, Li La, sweet child of all
The slow cure is e’er the surest.
listen for the Saviors call,
While your heart learns to burn purest.

Eighteen in a tangled web of hopeless,
She came with others to the cloverleaf,
There her web tightened and choked her breathless,
Til nercys chokehold became reliefs tears sea.

The whisper in her heart began to sing….

chorus

Now the cross descended on the new free
And reminded her of the blackest night;
She had come through fire, glory seen,
But one arose to expose her Savior’s lie.

He cursed her while the unheard Savior sang….

Chorus

Wait in this darkest part of ante-dawnand work each moment for joyous peace,
Life’s curses are not meant to be so long,
The slowest pace is the saving drumbeat.

So wrench your poor heart from below,
Cry out with mercy singing slow…

chorus 2x

What I Want

I want to love
I want to love in this burning heart.
For you I want
To long, come and remain apart.

In each dark sound
I want to hear your tender voice
And lie so soft
In Your love’s all-sheltering embrace.

I want to breathe
Free and enlivened and so new
That e’en in dark
The burning deep may rise from ash to you.

So come to me
And kiss a hearts too wounded beat
That I may see
And encompassed within Your own safety keep.

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